"Qian Bin! It should be you who gets the hell out!"
Before I could speak, I heard a sharp reprimand.
Zhu Yanjiao also slammed the table, her voice cold as she rebuked. She was naturally aloof, and at this moment, her face was like frost, her aura fierce, "My people are not for you to discipline!"
"Director Zhu..."
Qian Bin's face stiffened, looking a bit resentful.
"Get out!"
Zhu Yanjiao was unapologetic.
Qian Bin's face flushed with anger, he took a deep breath and reluctantly turned around. As he passed by me, he glared at me hatefully, as if he had developed a grudge against me.
Bang!
When he left, he slammed the door forcefully.
"That bastard..."
Zhu Yanjiao still had an icy face, her chest heaving with rapid breaths. Then, her expression softened, and she smiled at me, "Xiao Yang, come here!"
She beckoned me over, hugged me, gave me a kiss, and then had me massage her shoulders.
